Slowly, in the middle of the desert covered in dust from the trampling of the "Golden Steel Horse", General Ye Wuhai, who had withstood the iron hooves of thousands of soldiers and horses, finally dragged his bloody body and crawled forward with great difficulty … His blood had long ago dyed the Myriad Treasures Jade in his arms red.

Gradually, in the midst of Ye Wuhai's bloodshot eyes, he vaguely saw the hazy, borderless "Death Desert" in front of him. However, he had finally used all his willpower to stand up! In his "red" wrists, he was still holding his "Unparalleled Sword of the Tai Chi Universe", walking towards the west toward that round pink sun … …

In his heart, this scene, this color, this sunset … it was so charming, so gentle, so familiar, as if it was the sunset that he had dreamed of many times and touched many times; it was as if it was him, no! It was the final destination of everyone's life and love! Although life was full of hatred, this trip to the red sun in the west was: "Everything has become empty, the sky will die, and the dead shall follow the same path as the mountains!" Everything will be over, everything will be peaceful again.

At this moment, Ye Wuhai was holding onto his sword with both hands, staring at the sunset in front of him once again, slowly walking towards the end of his life, as if death was at stake. In his mind and eyes at this moment, his impassioned and generous voice seemed to be flashing once again.

Dead and gone;

Death is dead, chaos is in disarray;

Heaven and Earth were dark yellow in color, and the universe was desolate.

Autumn passed and winter came. The sun and moon were in a state of panic.

Clouds soar and rain fall, dew is frost;

In this world, he would go and die in chaos.

To seek the ancient way, to be carefree and unfettered;

filial piety is great, loyalty is great;

Behead the thieves and capture the traitors.

Failing to succeed in a great cause was the most desolate.

He saw the setting sun several times ….

The setting sun had no grudges against them, it was just that they were close to fainting.

Everything is gone, and the sky is yellow.

The Sun Soul Moon and the Moon Soul were in endless despair!

In the next life, Jin Ye floated,

When the sun and the moon return,

The Great Sun was still the same as before!

Ye Jinfeng, Wu Tianba, Ouyang Qingfeng, Zhang Yunhai, Sun Kexing, Murong Sanshui, Shen Taiji, Situ Yimin, Huangfu Liqi … Ye Wuhai seemed to see one by one, their figures and voices walking towards him like ghosts.

Dead, dead, dead.

He was gone, everything was in chaos ….

This ethereal, desolate voice followed Ye Wuhai far, far away …

The setting sun had already dyed the desert red. The west wind gradually rose, letting out a cold and empty moan!

Whether it was success or failure, everything changed. Teng Qingshan was still there, and the sun had already set.

Just like that, Ye Wuhai's heart reverberated with desolation and regret, as he walked towards the setting sun, slowly walking towards his end! He really did not expect that the thing accompanying him to the west was actually the so called "evading evil" mascot "Myriad Treasures Jade" and "Taiji Invincible Sword". The carrier of "Myriad Treasures Jade" in the millennia of the Heroic Apocalypse had actually fallen to such a tragic state! They were all among the heroic souls of this chaotic world!

Hovering in the end, leaving nothing but emptiness; not to say turning back, life is still fire.

The road that never ends is lonely. Inexhaustible dreams are confusion.

An endless song is waiting; an endless love is sad.

Will you come tonight, my love is waiting.

At the end of this generation of "Chaotic Heroic Souls", the author used the phrase "The White Horse" by Cao Zhi as the ending sound of this story:

The white horse was galloping northwest. May I ask whose family it is?

He went to the township as a young boy, and his name was known throughout the desert. In the past, he had always been a kind and dashing person.

Those with broken strings on the left and those with destroyed branches on the right. He raised his hands and steepled them in the air, then bent down to scatter the horse's hooves.

Sly over the monkey ape, valiant as leopard hornless. The border city police were in a hurry, the number of condottieri had to move.

From the north, O Jeddak came, and Li-Ma took the high embankment. Flipping into the Huns for a long time, Zuo Gu Ling felt inferior.

Abandoning his body with the edge of a blade, was his life safe? Parents do not care, what son and wife?

A name shall not be used for personal purposes. To die in a national crisis is to die suddenly.

This was a "The Heroic Soul in a Chaos Era". This was its silent and unrepentant ending. This was the fate of the heroes of the next generation in this chaotic world! But who knew where the soul families of the heroes that disappeared like smoke were? Who would have thought that the spirit souls that had scattered all over the place would still be in such a state!

Life is precious and love is higher.

If he died for justice, he could throw away both sides.

"Life would rather have a short and brilliant life than a long and useless life!" Who didn't die in the ancient times? The pill heart was left to shine in the green! I will laugh to the sky with my saber, and leave my liver and guts at Kunlun! "Whether it is success or failure will be turned into failure. Teng Qingshan is still there, and the sun has set a few times." A sword light in this chaotic world, where did they go? Perhaps in the days to come we shall see a shadow of the famous sword of chivalry!

"A few storms, a few springs and autumns, the wind, frost, snow, and the torrent. After experiencing so much suffering without changing his mind, this young man's ambition was unshakable. The golden shield was forged from hot blood. It stretched out its hand in the face of danger. "For the smile of our mother, for the harvest of the earth, what is there to fear from the flow of the wind?"